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Observations from the OrdinaryThis must be Thursday. I never could quite get the hang of Thursdays... |
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| 1. Commonly encountered; usual. See Synonyms at common. 2. a. Of no exceptional ability, degree, or quality; average. b. Of inferior quality; second-rate. 3. Having immediate rather than delegated jurisdiction, as a judge. n. pl. or·di·nar·ies 1. The usual or normal condition or course of events: Nothing out of the ordinary occurred. 2. Heraldry. One of the simplest and commonest charges, such as the bend and the cross. 3. Chiefly British. a. A complete meal provided at a fixed price. b. A tavern or an inn providing such a meal. |
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| Oct. 3rd, 2008 @ 10:52 pm Now that I've calmed down a bit... | |||
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...let me set the scene. I'm in a bar in West Los Angeles. We're there to celebrate a guy who's leaving the company after 8 1/2 years. I'm one of the last people to go. It's roughly 10:30. We're getting ready to leave and Scott, large bear-like gay man, is paying his tab. I'm leaning against a low, hip-height room divider and people-watching. A man walks into the bar. Tall, with broad shoulders, nice hair and a strong chin. He strides in like he's looking for someone, and walks past me. I watch him go and think to myself, "That looks like Nate." He passes me again. Walking in the opposite direction. I see his face. It's Nate. He stops in the middle of the bar, looking around. I reach out and touch his buckskin jacket on the shoulder. He turns and looks at me and I say, "Excuse me are you Nate?" He says he is. "I really love your work. I'm very pleased to meet you." He says something. The bar is loud so I can't hear. His hand closes around mine. It's soft and large and warm. "Excuse me?" "What's your name?" He says. "Marin." "Thanks! It's nice to meet you." He smiles. He's as handsome in person as he is on the telly. "Thank YOU!" And it's over. He walks on to the other third of the bar. I clutch Scott's arm and hustle out of the bar. I go "squee!" once I'm outside. I fight the urge to go back in and throw myself at him. My first celebrity siting after 7 months in LA and it's the celebrity I MOST, IN THE WORLD, want to make mad love to. YEah. I ran into Nathan Fillion, Mal Reynolds of Firefly, alone in a fucking BAR, and didn't disgrace myself. I did the right thing and walked away. I am a creature of phenomenal will. And I still kinda wanna go back. But I won't. Really. I won't. |
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| Oct. 3rd, 2008 @ 10:50 pm OH MY GOD! | |||
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OhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmyg Oh! MY! GOD! |
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| Oct. 1st, 2008 @ 08:02 pm Quizzy! | |||
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Your result for How good of a Calvinball player are you?... Your Grade= A+ Good knowledge and excellent strategy!
Amazing. You are part of the 4.3% of the population that landed in this category.* You know the game and its history well, and you did amazingly well when it came to playing Calvinball strategically. This suggests that you probably have a natural talent in Calvinball. You have learned that the trick to doing well in Calvinball is not brute strength, but quick wit. With your natural ability you could go far. You are definitely already talented enough to beat Calvin. A match versus the quick-witted tiger would be close. I'm going to give you the edge, but his superior knowledge of the game might propel him to victory. * This is a made up number. Take How good of a Calvinball player are you? at HelloQuizzy |
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| Oct. 1st, 2008 @ 12:11 pm Best of Craigslist... | |||
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Current Mood:
http://losangeles.craigslist.org/sfv/ad enthralledNEED SARAH PALIN LOOKALIKE ASAP FOR ADULT FILM (LA) |
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| Sep. 24th, 2008 @ 05:22 pm Fuck You Ants! I Win! | |||
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The new bait I got (optiguard), seems to be doing the trick. It's been out there since Saturday and the little fuckers are still gnawing at it. I've noticed a significant decrease in the number of ants tending the scale insect farm on my banana trees, and there are little corpses scattered all over my patio. I went out there this morning and the bastards were carrying their dead out of the ground and leaving them places, yet they're still swarming the bait. I think I may be victorious. Ants, I am your God now! Know me and despair! |
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| Sep. 19th, 2008 @ 12:33 pm Because I always wanted to know... | |||
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| Sep. 18th, 2008 @ 05:21 pm Tomorrow is Talk Like a Pirate Day! | |||
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My pirate name is: Captain Mary Bonney  Even though there's no legal rank on a pirate ship, everyone recognizes you're the one in charge. You can be a little bit unpredictable, but a pirate's life is far from full of certainties, so that fits in pretty well. Arr! Get your own pirate name from piratequiz.com. part of the fidius.org network |
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| Sep. 16th, 2008 @ 12:58 pm update on the Ants | |||
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| I put out some sugar-based bait along an ant trail last night around 6pm. The little fuckers mobbed it, so I dropped several more globules in the same area. There were hundreds of them out there snacking, so hopefully they took some home and shared it around before they all died. Unfortunately the trail is right near the sprinklers, so the bait most likely got washed away in the night. I'm going to put out another couple of globs tomorrow morning so they have lots of time to harvest it. I doubt I can kill enough workers to collapse the colonies, but it can't hurt to try. If nothing else, a worker shortage will keep them out of my house. I've also ordered a protein bait for the workers to take home to the queens. Apparently Argentine ant queens only eat proteins and fats, so the sugar baits are useless if you're trying to actually kill the colony. The grand experiment continues... |
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| Sep. 14th, 2008 @ 12:17 pm Sneaky, I am... | |||
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Your result for Reincarnation Placement Exam... Spy
Live well, ride fast, and die young, baby!
Well, you turned out to be something of a rogue. This may not be exactly the life you wanted... but it's difficult to place people who want to enjoy all the romance and intrigue of civilization, without actually having a demanding job. Besides, since you enjoy the benefits of humanity so much more than you enjoy the press of humanity itself... you shouldn't have much trouble with your role in life. As long as you aren't afraid of danger there's a place for you in society, even if it's a rather dark and wicked place. Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to fulfill the role of a spy.
The good news: You're free and clever, and you can do whatever the heck you want. The bad news: everybody else is free and clever too, and they're not all on your side.
With the flick of a blade, you can change the course of history. Might be fun. Might be a little messy. |
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| Sep. 13th, 2008 @ 12:27 pm Fucking ANTS! | |||
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| These little fuckers are making me nuts! They're not in the house, thank FSM, but they've set up housekeeping in my purple velvet plant, and on one of my banana trees and they've started farming scale bugs and aphids. YUCK! I'm off to pick up a systemic poison to kill the scale bugs, and a protein bait for the ants to take home to mommy. Hopefully this'll ameliorate the issue. Our fucking ants are Argentine Ants, so they have multiple queens and a network of colonies, so they're really hard to kill off. Grrr. |
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| Sep. 12th, 2008 @ 10:08 am Palin likes to shoot wolves from airplanes | |||
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| ( Read more... ) This is difficult to watch, but it provides yet another reason to loathe this woman. |
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| Sep. 11th, 2008 @ 04:46 pm Sexiest Pundit | |||
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| Poll #1258084 Who is the Sexiest Pundit? Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All So who is the hottest talking head on tv?
View Answers Anderson Cooper Keith Olbermann Jon Stewart Bill O'Reilly Chris Matthews Lou Dobbs Rachel Maddow Bill Maher Michelle Malkin Alan Colmes Stone Phillips Katie Couric George Stephanopolis Ann Coulter What's a Pundit? Other (please comment) |
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| Sep. 9th, 2008 @ 12:09 pm Sambo? Really? | |||
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Wow... this Palin character just keeps getting better. She truly is a Clown Car of awful. From the blog LA Progressive “So Sambo beat the bitch!” This is how Republican Vice Presidential nominee Sarah Palin described Barack Obama’s win over Hillary Clinton to political colleagues in a restaurant a few days after Obama locked up the Democratic Party presidential nomination. According to Lucille, the waitress serving her table at the time and who asked that her last name not be used, Gov. Palin was eating lunch with five or six people when the subject of the Democrat’s primary battle came up. The governor, seemingly not caring that people at nearby tables would likely hear her, uttered the slur and then laughed loudly as her meal mates joined in appreciatively. “It was kind of disgusting,” Lucille, who is part Aboriginal, said in a phone interview after admitting that she is frightened of being discovered telling folks in the “lower 48” about life near the North Pole. Then, almost with a sigh, she added, “But that’s just Alaska.” Racial and ethnic slurs may be “just Alaska” and, clearly, they are common, everyday chatter for Palin". *EDIT* Bear in mind this is a link to a blog, not a news outlet, and that the source is unverifiable. Other sources in the article give their full names, which lends credibility, and I'm personally inclined to believe it based upon the way the article is presented. But it should still be taken with a grain of salt. |
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| Sep. 7th, 2008 @ 07:51 pm Fried Chicken FTW! | |||
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| I just pwned the hell out of some chicken. After cutting boneless, skinless breasts into strips and soaking them (for hours) in heavily seasoned buttermilk, I rolled those bastards in a flour/cornmeal mixture (also heavily seasoned) and deep fried them in a mix of bacon grease and peanut oil. Ooooh damn I think I broke my deliciousness sensor. We're all in a chicken coma down here.
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| Sep. 7th, 2008 @ 12:11 pm The Weekend Ritual | |||
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I'd like to share with you the Weekend Ritual that Ryan, Joel and I have developed. Today is Sunday and my boys are in the office working on the next Barfy cartoon. I'm a little drunk (from the ritual) so I'm feeling verbose, and I need to wait until that wears off before I can shop for dinner. Yes, I'm a little drunk and it's noon on a Sunday. Welcome to my world. Here's the ritual. On weekend mornings we sleep in a lot. Joel is usually the first up. The water pipes run over our bedroom to get to his bathroom, and it makes some noise when he hops into the shower. If it's late in the morning it's enough to get me up. I usually rise about this time and feed the cat. Donning my incredibly tacky bathrobe, I sashay into the kitchen and hop on the intertubes. I have to see if the world has detonated itself yet, you see. Once Young Joel has finished his shower, I have mine. Ryan's usually up by this point. He pulls on shorts and meets with Joel to work on Barfy. I finish my shower, and dress. Then I come out to the kitchen to make breakfast. Usually I find a mimosa waiting for me (Ryan's sweet this way). This is the ritual. It's all about the Mimosas. We always have champagne and OJ in the house for the weekend. Sometimes we sit on the patio sipping mimosas, sometimes Joel has to go in to work (with a flask of mimosa), and Ryan and I are on our own. Today it was bacon, eggs, toast and mimosa. I made my own and it was rather strong, so I'm quite drunk and unable to go get fixin's for tonight's fried chicken. But damn I love me some mimosa. I also love my weekends at this house. It's a great house. (hic) |
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| Aug. 19th, 2008 @ 05:22 pm I've Got a Fever, and the Only Prescription is a VP Announcement! | |||
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Seriously folks... I'm obsessed. My current picks? So sweet of you to ask! Earlier today I was convinced that Obama would pick Biden, but due to some interesting data from http://www.tribbleagency.com/?p=1747 I'm leaning towards Katherine Siebelus. I'm still pretty sure McCain is going for Lieberman, but we'll see. What do you think? |
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| Aug. 6th, 2008 @ 12:25 pm Quote of the Day | |||
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If I were still on the market, this would be one of my mottoes. |
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| Jul. 29th, 2008 @ 01:43 pm A few brief notes | |||
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| First: Congrats to cekyr0 and jeffercine on their legal joining! Let freedom ring! Second: Holy Crap! I'm going to be 30 in two days! Third: On Sunday, Ryan and I officially joined the Bourgeoisie. We paid a couple of people to clean our house. I feel so... I dunno... Bourgeois. |
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| Jul. 26th, 2008 @ 12:54 pm Notes on Vegas | |||
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Current Location: homesweethome
July 19 is my Mom's birthday, and since I moved far away from where she lives I figure it'd be a good time to do something nice for her. So, Vegas. I paid for the flight, the hotel and tickets to Cirque Du Soleil's "O". She got some meals, and tickets to Penn & Teller (squee!).. |
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| Jul. 17th, 2008 @ 04:40 pm Forwarded Emails from Grammy | |||
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After the last shitstorm provoked by emails, I've been hesitant to respond to any of the crazy Republican forwards Ryan's grandmother sends out every day. But there was just something about this one...
I'm endeavoring to be more cheerful and less confrontational in my writing style, so hopefully this response won't set off another flame war. Hi All, |
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